Chapter 900: Who the He's He...
He had been here twenty or thirty years ago, and his appearance had not changed? So, how long did he really live?
Who is he and who is he looking for!?
No matter how I asked the old lame man then, he was no longer willing to talk about that person.
That person was like a god of the sea, he successfully broke the cemetery, the sea ghost gave way, saved Tan Lao's lame family in a few shots, and left calmly, not even knowing his name.
This kind of legendary character turned out to be looking for someone.
However, the old lame man said that the man said that everyone who went to the cemetery had to die.
This curse-like phrase might sound like a joke in broad daylight, but it does sound a little creepy in this eerie environment, especially as we are on our way to the graveyard.
Old Cripple Tan lit another cigarette and took a hard puff, his eyes were a little foggy, looking at the deep sea in the distance, his gaze was a little dull.
I was a little nervous inside, although I thought that even if I went to the cemetery, I might not lose my life because of the relationship with Ye Siming, but I didn't want to rely on Ye Siming for everything.
And his current situation is not optimistic, if he comes out, he may have more trouble.
"You've been sailing all your life at sea, there must be a way," I asked Tan Lao Cripple.
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Old Tan still shook his head dejectedly: "It's useless, that person said, anyone who goes over there will die!" ”
I asked again, "Did your grandfather ever be?!" Have you ever been?! ”
He still nodded stupidly: "Yes! ”
I said, "You've been there with your father, so why aren't you dead?!" ”
I originally wanted to use this sentence to inspire Old Cripple Tan, but I didn't expect it, but he said: "We didn't die because our family has been blessed by the sea god for generations!" ”
I shook my head and sneered, and said, "Who in your fishing village doesn't believe in the sea god?" Why doesn't the god of the sea bless them, but bless your family? Could it be that the god of the sea lives in your house? ”
Unexpectedly, it was originally an angry sentence, but Old Cripple Tan was so frightened that he stood up all of a sudden and asked me, "How do you know?!" ”
I was stunned, and I didn't know what to say for a while.
Old Cripple Tan nodded, just wanted to speak, raised his head and looked out, his face changed, and said, "Oh no, look at the fog in front!" ”
When I looked up, I found that I didn't know when, the original thin layer of mist was already very thick, like a large ball of cotton wool, and the color had also turned into a strange blue, which looked particularly strange on the black sea.
The fog was so thick that it seemed as if we could grab a handful with our hands, and we could only see a vague shadow as we stood facing each other.
What's even more strange is that these fogs are like burning smoke, and there are some smoke and fireworks, which makes us cough.
Fearing that there would be something in the fog and that there would be miasma toxins, I hurried into the cabin and got a piece of tattered clothes to wet it, and then held it in my mouth and nose.
Old Tan lame shone the searchlight back and forth, and found that the surroundings were full of this sticky and thick fog.
It was as if we had sailed into a huge cotton, wet and cold, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and we were chilling all over us, and we hurriedly put our coats on our bodies.
Old Tan was a little confused by the second monk, and muttered, "Why is there such a big fog?" I've seen it once in my life! ”